Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Poetic Genius


What is that? A light in my eye? Focus on my ear!


Light running on my wall. Smooth dance, smooth jams.
Dance with me to my dreams.


 Blinding lights with beauty on a dark night.
Hue of red, hue of green, hue of blue.


 Cast a shadow of color my way. 
Oh baby, won't you come my way.


 YOU CANT STOP ME. "YOU CANT SEE ME."
-JOHN CENA

Old home boys, understand me. 
Don't fall down! -ouch-

1 comment:

  1. S, one of the most unique journalism stories for sure. Not what I was looking for, but since it was so different, I was intrigued by your approach! Fun stuff!

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